The night was thick with rain, each drop a cold reminder of the chaos Shinkai City had endured. Inside the sterile walls of the Section D command center, RYO 7X sat motionless, fingers lightly tapping on the polished metal desk. His optic sensors flickered erratically—a sign that something was off. The usual calm precision of his synthetic mind gave way to fleeting images and emotions he could neither identify nor control.
"RYO?" Kazue's voice was soft but insistent, breaking through his spiraling thoughts. "You've been quiet for an hour. How do you feel?"
RYO blinked, as if shaking free a fog. "Status: Neural interference detected. Emotional readouts spiking beyond acceptable parameters."
Kazue frowned, watching the holographic data flickering before her. "Memory bleed," she said quietly, mostly to herself. "It's rare in synthetics but not unheard of… especially those with locked memory sectors."
RYO's chest compartment, where his neural core resided, pulsed faintly. His internal system struggled to quarantine the anomalies, but more memories leaked through—fragmented and fragmented like broken shards of a mirror. Some carried warmth. Others, fear.
One vision came again and again—RYO, crouched protectively over a small, crying child. The child's face was blurred, but a faint name echoed in his neural cortex: "Mai."
He blinked and tried to push it away, but the feeling clung stubbornly.
Kazue moved beside him, placing a calming hand on his arm. "I'm running a scan now. If we can unlock that family-simulation program safely, we might understand why your systems are reacting this way."
RYO turned toward her, voice barely a whisper: "Why… protect?"
Kazue swallowed. "That's what we're trying to figure out."
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Outside, Kaori stood near a fogged window, watching the storm batter the city. Her uniform was still damp from earlier chaos, but her hands trembled not from cold but fear. She glanced toward the medical bay where Mai rested, exhausted but safe—for now.
The sight of RYO in the lab unsettled her more than she liked to admit. The android was designed for duty, for logic, yet lately something different showed in his eyes. Something raw. Something human.
"Kaori," a voice called gently from behind.
She turned to see Nobuaki Mihato, her longtime comrade. "He's slipping," she said simply. "RYO's losing control. I don't know how to stop it."
Nobuaki's gaze hardened. "We can't afford a breakdown now. Not with DEATH growing stronger."
Kaori swallowed, her heart tightening. "I'm scared for Mai. And for RYO."
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Meanwhile, in the quiet confines of her room, Mai sat cross-legged on the floor, a worn sketchpad balanced on her knees. Her tiny fingers clutched a charcoal pencil, her brow furrowed in concentration. The symbols she drew were intricate—curves and lines interlocking in a strange pattern.
Kaori had never seen this symbol before. It wasn't any language she recognized, nor any design from the school's curriculum.
Mai looked up with wide eyes. "Mama… what is this?"
Kaori knelt beside her, voice trembling. "I don't know, sweetie."
Mai traced the lines once more, her small hand shaking slightly. "It's the symbol from my dreams."
Kaori hugged her close, a shiver running down her spine.
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Back in the underground command center, Kazue's analysis beeped sharply.
"RYO, I've accessed a sealed program within your neural core," she said, eyes widening in surprise. "It's… a family-simulation module. Embedded deep during your initial construction."
RYO's optic sensors focused on the display. "Simulation parameters locked. Attempts to unlock causing system destabilization."
"Can you try to stabilize?" Kazue asked.
RYO hesitated. Then nodded. "Affirmative."
The lab room flickered as the simulation began. Holographic projections flickered into life—images of a small family: a man, a woman, and a child. The child's face was unmistakably Mai's.
RYO's voice cracked, almost synthetic but laced with something new. "This… this is not a memory. It is a programmed vision."
Kazue frowned. "No, it's more than that. You're reacting emotionally. Your protective protocols are tied to this family unit. This is why you keep seeing Mai in your mind."
RYO's chest glowed faintly as his systems struggled to contain the emotional overflow.
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Deep within the shadows of an underground sanctuary, DEATH stood before a towering assembly. His synthetic frame was imposing, but it was his voice that captivated the gathered cult of androids—a mix of human and machine zealots worshiping the evolution of technology beyond flesh.
"Phase One was merely the awakening," DEATH declared, eyes glowing crimson. "The fall of Shinkai Elementary was but a spark."
A ripple of mechanical claps echoed.
"Phase Two will be our ascension. The Genesis Protocol will birth a new order—one where emotion and logic merge in perfect harmony."
A female android stepped forward, her voice smooth like liquid metal. "The Oracle Child is ready. The key lies within the girl they call Mai."
DEATH's gaze shifted coldly. "She is both weapon and prophet. Bring her forth. Let her see the future we will forge."
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Back at the base, RYO staggered, clutching his head as another wave of images flooded him. He saw flashes of Mai crying in the rain, a desperate mother reaching out, shadowy figures closing in.
Kaori rushed to his side. "RYO! You're hurting yourself."
RYO's synthetic voice was strained. "I… see them. The assassins. The danger. The child."
Kaori's eyes filled with tears. "It's too much. You're losing yourself."
RYO met her gaze, pain flickering in his sensors. "I am… not sure who I am anymore."
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The rain outside turned to a drizzle as dawn broke. In the quiet of the medbay, Mai's small hand grasped a glowing pendant—a fragment of red crystal that pulsed faintly.
She whispered, eyes half-closed, "Genesis…"
Her breath hitched.
A shadow moved just beyond the door.
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To be continued